A lone figure stood in the spotlight, she wears a silver mask on her face and a long flowing cape on her shoulders as she waited...

(clears throat)

"Attention all friends, viewers, people and perhaps phantoms who are reading this story.

I have an announcement to make...

Form the 4th Nov 2004 I shall no longer be known as Let it be.

I am now known as the Masked Phantom..."

(she bows before the audience)

"Thank you for the encouraging reviews...Now here's the chapter 2 you all have been waiting for..."

"Argh... kissing scenes are really hard to describe... but I made it... phew..."

(wipes off the beads of sweat on her head)

"Plus... I have changed it to a PG-13 and don't blame me for my lousy grammar, I'm not all perfect..."

(The spotlight faded off around the Masked Phantom...)

The story continues...

Disclaimer: All the characters in SH22 do not belong to me. Excluding a few that are going to appear in this story.

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Distant relative

Chapter 2: Kisses and family secrets

Awkwardly, Sherlock Holmes gave Lestrade a peck on her cheek. Before he could continue, Watson shook his head and said, "Oh no Holmes. Not on her cheeks but on her lips please." Even though Watson is a robot, he was programmed to act like the real Watson in the old journals. Indeed the droid was becoming more human-like, taking the initiatives in doing things and making decisions when necessary.

The two detectives looked at Watson with the same thoughts of dismantling him. However, the intention was erased immediately when they both realized how close they were to each other faces.

For the first time, Sherlock Holmes saw how beautiful Lestrade eyes were, the shade of the violet in her eyes seem to have bring out the unknown depths within her. Lestrade on the other hand was admiring his bluish grey eyes that always shone with an endless flame. It was a magical moment indeed, as if a mysterious force had brought the gaps between the two closer.

Slowly, Holmes titled his head and pressed his lips gently on Lestrade ones which had the taste of cherry from her lip balm. Whereas Lestrade felt warmer than she was before, it was definitely better than the fireplace. Before they could sink deeper into their kiss, the doorbell rang and broke it. Bringing them both back to reality. Watson went to answer it, while the two detectives took a step away from each other, shocked from what had just happened between them.

The irregulars Wiggins, Deidre and Tennyson entered and noticed the tense atmosphere that hung around the both of them. Being the leader of the irregulars Wiggins took the initiative and asked, "Er... Mr. Holmes, are we bothering you and the Inspector in any way?"

Before anyone could reply, Deidre being the mastermind behind the mistletoe, was the first to realize what had happened moments before they had entered.

"Wow! I never for it to work... did they really... you know..." Deidre asked Watson.

"Yes. They did. Right before you entered." Watson replied.

"Deidre... why you..." Lestrade growled at the fearful teenager who was now seeking shelter from Watson.

Before Lestrade could get her hands onto Deidre, Holmes cut in and said, "As I was saying, before we were interrupted." He cleared his throat and stared at Lestrade before he could continue.

"I have some matters to discuss with you and since the Irregulars are here, I guess they can provide some assistance." He said while making sure that Lestrade was at a safe distance away from Deidre.

After settling into their seats, Watson served them their tea and his home-made cookies to them. Sherlock Holmes took a sip from his tea and said to his anxious listeners, "I know that it's strange to say this... I need your help in locating any possible relatives of mine, if you all don't mind."

"Sure, we'll always be willing to lend a helping hand, Mr. Holmes." Wiggins said.

"You mean that there's another Holmes besides your brother?" beeped Tennyson.

"I know that the most of the details in my family had always been kept a secret and it's for a very good reason. However, the Holmes you seek is the descendents of my brother's son, Benjamin Holmes. Mycroft did marry and had two sons of which one survived to his adulthood. His wife unfortunately died while giving birth to his second and last child who had also died a few weeks later. He was devastated and sent Benjamin to a boarding school, which had gradually caused them to grow apart from each other. Though, I would still make contact my nephew from time to time. However, what had happened to my relatives is a mystery to me after my death. Therefore, that is why I need you to help in anyways you can to relocate any of mine long lost relatives." Holmes explained to his now awestruck audience.

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The spotlight shines again, to show the Masked Phantom talking to the Cupid.

"I know you did your best... but I have to warn you that you are dealing with the most stubborn pairing. I guess you might need more help in getting those two together." The Cupid nods its head and disappears, leaving a dust of gold.

"Okay! It's now you and me... (looks at the viewers and stretches herself) send in your reviews if you want it to move on..."

"If you wondered why Holmes hair is sandy brown colour in the cartoons... you'll have to stay tuned for my up coming chapter..."

The Masked Phantom flashes a playful smile at her audience, she throws a flash bomb in front of them and disappears as they regain their sight.

(Now do you see the importance of the cape?)